Friday 25th November
Today was very busy. I had a full timetable at school, five very long lessons - none of which were taken by my favourite teacher - followed by an incredibly boring three-hour shift at work. Once that was done, I went home, had a quick shower and headed out for a few beers. It turned out to be a very good night.
I arrived home quite drunk but by no means paralytic, some time around 1am. I wasn't planning on contacting Miss Tan, but as I climbed into my bed thought, why not give it a shot?
'Are you up?' I texted.
'Yes' she replied, almost instantly, to my surprise.
'What you doing?'
'Not much, just got back from my friend's house.'
'Is this friend male or female?'
'She's female.'
'What did you get up to?'
'Watched a film, drank some wine.'
'I want a picture.'
'Of?'
'Your tits.'
I was waiting for a hostile response, and, when my phone beeped its little beep a few minutes later, I assumed I would be reading one. But I wasn't. Instead I was looking at her beautiful naked tits.
'Nice' I responded, not wanting to fully convey how surprised I was at the ease of her compliance. 'Now send me one of your pussy' I followed.
Surely a protest is coming this time, I thought to myself. Again though, I was wrong. Her naked pussy was soon on full display on the screen of my mobile phone. Above it lay a patch of neatly trimmed dark hair.
'I don't like the hair. Get rid of it' I demanded.
'All of it?' she questioned.
'Yes.'
'Now?'
'Yes.'
After a relatively short wait, I was looking at an almost identical picture to the one I'd received previously, the only difference being my requested amendment.
'Very nice' I told her.
'Thank you' she replied.
She was thanking me now? This was all too much. I knew I needed to capitalise on her unexpected williness to follow my instructions, but the alcohol was stifling my imagination.
'I'm going to send you some more porn' I informed her.
'Okay' she replied.
The clip I sent her the link to this time again centres on the art of bukkake. It stars two girls, one who catches the cum directly from its source and the other who has it spat at her via the mouth of the other.
'I've watched it' Miss Tan confirmed, about ten minutes later.
'Did you enjoy?' I asked.
'It was okay' she replied, to my astonishment.
'Really? What did you like?' I probed further.
I was eagerly anticipating her next response. She liked it, I kept thinking to myself. She may have only said it was okay, but that was a giant leap from what I had expected. My excitement soon turned to frustration, as my phone remained painfully silent. I chased once, twice and even a third time, but there was nothing. I do not know if she fell asleep, or if she came to her senses.
As the clock ticked over to 3am, I decided to let go of my frustration and drifted off to sleep.
Saturday 26th November
I woke early this morning with a moderate hangover and a raging hard-on. I needed her answer to my final question.
'Good morning' I texted.
Her reply was disappointing. It made it clear that she was less than comfortable with last night's events. 'This has got to stop! You need to leave me alone', it read.
'Are you forgetting something? You owe me' I responded.
'I'll give you money, anything. Just stop making me do things! Please!'
'I don't want your money.'
'Well that's all I can offer you. I can't do anymore of these things you've made me do. I won't.'
I made no reply. It was time for action. I spent the rest of the morning creating aliases on various social networking sites. I then posted the pictures she'd sent of her tits and pussy across a number of different groups and forums, one of which is directly related to our school. I included no description or explanation.